He calculated whether he could win using amber energy along with the core and the fake core, but didn't like his odds.
"Well, if I can't beat them directly, I'll just have to retreat for now. The aberrations must already be gathering the army and heading here, so I just need to meet up with them, and in less than an hour, I'll be back for round two." After deciding, he began channeling dark amber energy into the teleport crystal embedded in his ribs.
"You filthy creature, why won't you die?" The elf woman grew frustrated with Treevor's apparent immortality.
"Because I'm already dead, duh." Treevor replied in the semi-human language so the elf would understand, then tried to pull away.
Instead of replying, she merely grunted in annoyance and punched his abdomen, releasing an explosion of darkness on impact.